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On a cold, fog blanketed night somewhere in Scotland two mysterious figures sat by a lake planning something.... Something unsuspected.
The Next Morning
"Good Morning staff and students, I know during the sorting feast I informed you of the request made by the Head boy and Head girl, although they wish to remain anonymous. They have decided that you as a student body and as a whole (Dumbledore glances at the staff at that comment) need to forget, forget the war that you all wish dearly to be let in on... no matter what the side—" the aged Head Master was cut off by many startled gasps. "Quiet please everyone, now I know that many may not wish to participate... so this will not be mandatory, but you will need something group oriented to take its place... the school shall have it's first annual talent show!"
Surprisingly it was not the anti-social Potions Master that jumped up and yelled, "FIRST ANNUAL!?!"
"Yes, Minerva first annual, I think it's a good idea!" He rebutted.
"Of course you would..." the irate professor mumbled.
"Now it will take place right here in the Great Hall in one months time, there will be a sign up sheet in your common rooms. Thank you. Now eat!" Two people in the Great Hall smiled secretly to themselves, for only the Head Master knew that they were Head boy and Head Girl.
On a cold, fog blanketed night somewhere in Scotland two mysterious figures sat by a lake planning something.... Something unsuspected.
The Next Morning
"Good Morning staff and students, I know during the sorting feast I informed you of the request made by the Head boy and Head girl, although they wish to remain anonymous. They have decided that you as a student body and as a whole (Dumbledore glances at the staff at that comment) need to forget, forget the war that you all wish dearly to be let in on... no matter what the side—" the aged Head Master was cut off by many startled gasps. "Quiet please everyone, now I know that many may not wish to participate... so this will not be mandatory, but you will need something group oriented to take its place... the school shall have it's first annual talent show!"
Surprisingly it was not the anti-social Potions Master that jumped up and yelled, "FIRST ANNUAL!?!"
"Yes, Minerva first annual, I think it's a good idea!" He rebutted.
"Of course you would..." the irate professor mumbled.
"Now it will take place right here in the Great Hall in one months time, there will be a sign up sheet in your common rooms. Thank you. Now eat!" Two people in the Great Hall smiled secretly to themselves, for only the Head Master knew that they were Head boy and Head Girl.